sliping in and out of me

You touch me, you hold me. You slip in and out of me. My skin feels like ice when ever your caressing touch runs over me. Your eyes look into me and they see everything that I want to say. Our bodies twine together in the dance of making love. I can feel your heart beating against my bare chest; feel your loving soul touch me when you kiss me ever so tenderly. I feel you pulsate with each contraction of our bodies. You move down the bed, you take my legs in your hands and spread them wide. You make love to me with your teeth and tongue while I thrash on my bed with pure enjoyment. As you start to rise from my exhausted body you slowly slip back into me and send new waves on life through me.